“Don’t worry. I’m only getting started,” he said.
He drew back and slammed into me, causing me to arch into him. My hands gripped his arms, digging crescents into his skin from my nails. My moans filled the room as his cock stroked my pussy, filling me up and shooting electricity buzzing throughout my body. I raised my hips and met him with every thrust, clamoring for more as I writhed under him. I locked my legs around him as best as I could and pushed with all my might, tumbling us over until Grant was on his back.
Then I straddled his thick body and bounced in his lap.
“That’s it, Theresa. Ride that dick. Fuck, you’re so beautiful.”
My hands planted on his chest and I rode him with wild abandon. He lifted his head and kissed my tits, sucking my nipples between his teeth. I groaned his name and his eyes darkened. I felt his hands massaging my ass cheeks. He pulled me deeper into him until I was draped over him and hanging on as he lifted his hips to fuck me.
I could feel my juices dripping down his girth. I could feel my arousal coating his thighs. I kissed his neck and nibbled on his shoulder, drawing growls from his throat. I marked his skin the way he did mine, smiling at the welts I left behind. My lips captured his, and as our tongues touched he flipped us over again.
He threw my legs over his shoulders and bent me in half. My mouth fell open and my eyes bulged as his cock raked against a place I’d never felt before. He dove into me, pounding with his hips as his soaked balls smacked against my ass.
My vision was blurring with pleasure and stars were bursting in places I didn’t know they could.
“Grant! Shit, yes. Holy fuck!”
“Don’t hold back on me, Theresa. Don’t you dare.”
I reached for his face and cupped his cheeks. I tugged his face toward mine and sucked his bottom lip between my teeth. A rumble emanated from his throat that shook the whole of my body, and soon I felt his cock growing inside my pussy, pressing against my fluttering walls as his trimmed curls began raking against my clit.
Holy shit.
I couldn't stop shivering.
With every touch of his curls to my clit, my toes flexed deeper. My body pulled tighter. My pussy became more swollen. I couldn't take my eyes off Grant, off the primal look in his eyes. He was an animal, and I loved every single part of it. The sweat dripping from his brow. The cock throbbing inside my body. The way he threw me around like a rag doll in bed before making me feel like a queen.
“Grant. Oh, God. It’s coming. I’m going to come!”
“Let it go,” he said. “Come around my cock.”
My back arched, and my toes curled, and suddenly I was spiraling, falling down an endless sweet hole as low drones ripped from my throat. My entire body was convulsing, and my pussy was clamping down on his cock. He was pounding into me, bucking wildly against me. I could feel his muscles twitching as his hips began to stutter.
He rolled his hips into me one last time before our lips crashed together again.
Our sloppy kiss was the only thing we could hear. His cock pumped into my body sweet streams of cum I could feel painting my walls. I trapped him inside of me, held him in my grasp as my pussy continued to flutter around him. My legs slid off his shoulders and collapsed to the bed, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me.
Closer.
Even closer.
Until his massive body was lying on top of mine.
His hot breath caught in the crook of my shoulder as we both heaved for air. My pussy sheathed his cock and I never wanted him to move. My hands danced up and down his sweating back, tracing the outlines of his sculpted muscles. Our intermingled fluids were leaking from between my legs as Grant pulled away from me, but it wasn’t long before he rolled over and was pulling me into his arms.
We tangled our bodies up in the sheets of the bed as I laid myself against the cro
ok of his body.
“Grant?”
“Hmm?”
“I like it when you carry me to bed.”
He gazed down at me and grinned before he pulled me closer to his chest.
“I’ll do it every night if you’ll let me,” he said.